Alma said this could be a bad idea. But, in fairness, she thought it could be a freaking amazing idea, too. I’m choosing to go with the “amazing idea” theory because I just can’t leave things the way we did. I can’t stop thinking of the way Alex made me feel. And I’m not talking just pleasure. I’m talking about the fact that he made me feel gorgeous and revered. I felt sexy as hell with him, and I don’t remember feeling that way for a very long time. He peeled back a layer of my metaphorical sexual onion. It feels raw and awkwardly new, and I need to figure...